"Are you Yang Yi, the third son of the Taishi Mansion?"

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yi fixedly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and muttered: "The big boss is wrong! The Taishi Mansion is even more terrifying than imagined, I ......" His voice gradually lowered and became inaudible, the blood mist in his throat exploded, his body could no longer stand, and he fell down when he looked up to the sky.

Seeing the death of the middle-aged man, the old monk at the head of the Bodhi Monastery folded his hands and said: "Good, good! Sow bad karma and get evil results, and those who kill people will always kill them.

Yang Yi smiled and said: "The great monk is very merciful, he has killed so many of you, do you still wish him to enter the Elysium?"

The old monk said: "Amitabha, people die to pay off a debt, although this donor killed many children of our temple, but after all, people die and the lights go out, may he rest in peace as soon as possible!"

Yang Yi said: "What the great monk said also has some truth!"

The old monk said: "The poor monk is clear, thank you to the third prince for coming to the rescue, otherwise I am afraid that none of the monks in my temple will be spared." ”

He sighed with a smile on his face, "It is rumored in the world that Taishi Yang has a good way to teach his sons, and there are three sons in the house, two of whom are dragons, but the third son is willing to be a rice worm, which ruined the reputation of Taishi I and became the laughing stock of the world." The poor monk had already heard about the third son, and now that he had to see the son himself, he knew that the rumors were really not credible. ”

Ran looked at Yang Yi again and again, and saw that he was heroic and vigorous, his actions were majestic, and he looked like an emperor, and he couldn't help but slap out in his heart, "The momentum of these three princes is so compelling! No wonder Master Yang hid him in the mansion and refused to let everyone see it, if this kind of demeanor and bearing is known by the emperor of the current dynasty, it is inevitable that there will be filth between their monarchs and ministers, and the imperial spirit of these three masters is so heavy!"

In fact, Yang Yi's current demeanor and bearing were slowly generated after opening the bronze hall, although he was a little clumsy in the previous years, but compared with himself at this time, it was too far behind. It's just that it is impossible to know about this, so he took it for granted that everything was on Yang Shenxing, thinking that Yang Taishi was worried that his young son would cause trouble, so he didn't show Yang Yi in front of outsiders.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The master is polite!" He glanced at the monks in the courtyard and said curiously: "Fulong Temple is one of the three major sources of Buddhism and martial arts in the world, and the masters in the temple are like clouds, how can they be injured like this by this group of masked people?"

There is a sentence that Yang Yi did not ask, all over the monks living in the temple, except for this old monk who knows the name of the law, although the rest of the monks' kung fu is much higher than that of ordinary martial artists, but it is not quite consistent with the source of martial arts in Fulong Temple, and it seems to be a bit out of place.

He said: "Amitabha, more than a dozen of my senior brothers and sisters, together with dozens of warrior monks in the temple, left the temple two months ago and went to Zhongzhou Tingshan to participate in the decennial Zen Conference. ”

He had a sad look on his face, and at the same time, he was also puzzled, "These masked people must have planned a long time ago, otherwise the monks of our temple would not be defeated." ”

Ran long eyebrows lowered, full of sorrow, "After breakfast today, the old man felt that he was really angry, and it was difficult to operate, and after asking the senior brother, he said that he was the same, and the old monk felt that it was inappropriate at that time, and he asked the monks in the temple one by one, and they were all like this." This time it is indeed poisoning. ”

Yang Yi asked: "The inheritance of Fulong Temple for thousands of years, the exercises are wonderful, these people poisoned and made them bad, and the monks of Heji Temple don't know about it?"

In fact, according to the rules of the temple, the water to drink every day must be measured in the vajra cup left by the patriarch in the courtyard, and after finding that there is no abnormality, you can make tea and cook. It's a pity that over the years, the temple rules have been slack, and there are few people who have fetched water according to the temple rules.

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled, "The things in the world are like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, the tree of Fulong Temple has deep roots, although the foundation is deep, but if it is so lax, I am afraid that there will eventually be a time when the branches and leaves will shake off the roots and break the trees." ”

He said: "After this battle, I definitely don't dare to go on like this!"

Yang Yi was curious: "What is the origin of these masked people, does Master Ran know, and why are they here?"

Ran shook his head and said: "The identity of these people, the old man really doesn't know, but the purpose of their coming to this temple is easy to guess, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Temple contains the secret method of the town temple written by the ancestor himself, and there are thousands of years of Zen martial arts left by many sages, these martial arts secrets may not be famous for the Taishi Mansion, but for some other inheritances, there is still a little reference." ”

It is extremely modest to say it, but Yang Yi knows that this Fulong Temple is one of the few sources of martial arts, and the martial arts inheritance in the temple is extremely clever.

Although there has been no master at the level of a great master in Fulong Temple in the past few hundred years, the heritage of thousands of years is placed here, and no one dares to underestimate it.

As the older generation of martial arts masters who have studied Buddhism for many years, it is said that they have touched the edge of the great masters, and it is possible to reach the general realm of the top ten masters in their lifetime.

It is said that these masked people came to plot the martial arts inheritance in Fulong Temple, which is also in the past.

At this time, the monks in the temple had collected many corpses in the courtyard and divided them into two pieces, one was a monk and the other was a masked person.

Yang Yi said clearly: "Master, let's take a closer look at these masked people to see if we can find some clues, and we must find out the origin of these people." ”

He said, "That's what the old man wants. ”

I searched all over the mountain of these masked people, but I couldn't find anything to identify them. When Yang Yi walked over the body of the golden masked man and searched through it, he finally made a discovery.

A small yellow cloth package was taken out of his arms by Yang Yi, opened the package, there was a small brocade box inside, after opening the brocade box, it was a verdant Bodhi leaf, this leaf seemed to have just been picked from the tree, revealing a sense of vitality, people just glanced at it, it gave people a feeling that if this leaf is planted in the soil, it will definitely be able to take root and sprout from a new Bodhi tree.

In addition, there is a hardware token on the waist, which is engraved with the three numbers "thirty-one".

Yang Yi saw that these three numbers were different, put the token in his hand, stretched out his finger and compared it in the scratches of the three words "thirty-one", and found that it was indeed carved by someone with his fingers.

Holding up the token, Yang Yigong gathered his index finger and tried the material of the token, and found that he used all his body to carve a shallow trace, which was far worse than the person who carved these three numbers.

Yang Yi's face became heavy, he could carve something with his fingers on this token, it must be a martial arts grand master, the person behind this mask man is actually a martial arts grand master?

There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, but there is no one in ten thousand who can really reach the realm of the Martial Sect, and the top of the Martial Sect is the Great Grandmaster. Now the billions of people in the Great Han Kingdom combined, together with the martial arts masters of the other countries, there are only ten great martial arts masters.

It can be seen from this how difficult the realm of the Great Grandmaster is to cultivate, if there is a Great Grandmaster behind today's events, then this matter is a bit complicated.

Yang Yi stood on the spot with the token in his hand, and in a moment he had already turned a thousand thoughts, "This matter is too big, it must be known by Daddy Hail!" handed the brocade box to Ran, "Master, this leaf is a bit unbelievable, can you see if it is something in your temple?"

After taking the brocade box and seeing the Bodhi leaves in the box, he was surprised and said, "Enlightenment Bodhi leaves, how can there be such a holy relic in the hands of this masked man?"

Yang Yi said movingly: "Enlightenment Bodhi leaves? But the leaves of the Bodhi tree next to the Buddha's enlightenment? It is said that the Buddha sat down among the four Bodhi trees to achieve enlightenment, and after the Buddha attained enlightenment, he plucked a leaf from each of the four Bodhi trees to make the thought of enlightenment, could it be that this leaf was one of the four leaves that year?"

At that time, the Buddha divided the four leaves with his four disciples, and each of the four disciples shared one, which has been passed down to this day, only one is still enshrined in the atrium temple, and the other three have long been lost, and I never thought that I would see another one recently!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "How does the master know that this Bodhi tree was not stolen from the Atrium Temple?"

He said: "It's definitely not the one in the Atrium Temple, these people can't enter the Atrium Temple!"

Knowing that this sentence is categorical, there is no doubt about it, and it seems that he has great confidence in the Atrium Temple. Thinking about it, there must be all kinds of incredible defensive forces in the Atrium Temple, which made Ran have such a positive tone.

Yang Yi praised softly: "This is a good thing! It is said that this leaf contains endless mysteries, and it contains the inheritance imprint of the Buddha becoming a Buddha, and it can also live and die with human flesh and bones, I don't know if it's true or not?"

He shook his head and said, "Whether you can get the inheritance or not depends on your respective fate." He handed the brocade box to Yang Yi, "Third son, although this Bodhi leaf is precious, it is not a thing of this temple after all, please keep it away." ”

Yang Yi smiled: "It's okay, I'll take this trouble for you!"

This enlightenment Bodhi leaf is so precious, if it is received by Yang Yi, the existence behind this golden mask man will definitely not give up, and will always find Yang Yi, so Yang Yi said that this leaf is a trouble.

Ran chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, thank you for your understanding! ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I came to your temple this time, I originally wanted to see the magic skills of your temple, but I never thought that I would catch up with such a thing, and my wish is difficult to fulfill, which is really a pity." ”

Hearing this, his face changed, and he said with a smile: "Now all the monks in the temple have been poisoned, even the residual poison in the old monk's body has not yet been cleared, if the third prince wants to taste the martial arts of the temple, he can only go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to open the sage's handbook." ”

Yang Yi smiled and said: "So I don't dare to ask for it!"

His face stiffened, he took a deep breath, and said, "What is a few scriptures? If it weren't for the third prince coming, let alone the scriptures, even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would probably not be able to escape a fire!" (To be continued.) )